you're done

The Chevrolet parked under the apartment building.

Luo Shiwei looked at the surrounding environment, and was taken aback: "Aren't you going back to Shencheng?"

"Don't worry, rest for one night, I will drive you to the set tomorrow."

Luo Shiwei subconsciously looked at the window next to him, the transparent glass vaguely reflected the tiredness between his brows, is it so obvious?

"Ok."

He didn't hold back at all, and followed the other person to the elevator in a gracious manner, with an undefended appearance.

The environment in the apartment was the same as the last time I saw it. The sofa and carpet that had been ravaged by him had long since returned to their original state, and the huge space looked simple and cold.

This place doesn't look like an environment for humans to live in, but it's no different from an underground laboratory.

"Director Yuan, why doesn't such a nice house even have a sense of home, it's too wasteful." Luo Shiwei was heartbroken.

He threw the coat on the sofa without hesitation, then turned on the TV unceremoniously, messed up the coffee table, and said sincerely with a look of consideration for others: "Look, it seems that people live now. "

After Luo Zhiwei finished speaking, he quietly looked at his expression, and sure enough, he saw the man's eyebrows twitch unconsciously.

He immediately felt refreshed.

That's right, that's it, playing repeatedly in the minefield of cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder patients, trying to harm his private area.

Yuangou was upset, so he was happy.

"Okay, then I have to thank Xiao Luo." Yuan Yiqi smiled and encouraged him gently and calmly: "There are many rooms here, you can explore them all, don't favor one over another."

Excuse me!She is so personable, worthy of being the original boss!

Luo Zhi raised his head slightly, and asked provocatively: "Including your bedroom?"

"If you want to go." Yuan Yiqi smiled meaningfully.

Luo Shiwei sensed the danger keenly, and he said sincerely: "It's not necessary, such a private space, my words in the past are always not very good."

After speaking, he began to spoil Yuan Yiqi's bar.

He really doesn't know how to mix wine, but this doesn't stop him from ruining the bar. Luo Shiwei pours several kinds of wine into the shaker cup and shakes it back and forth, and when he pours it out again, it becomes a colorful scene.

The whiskeys on the wine cabinet were all luxurious and famous wines, and they were completely ruined by him at this time, but he still enjoyed it.

Yuan Yiqi watched this scene with leisure, and couldn't help laughing.

This little bastard is really cowardly, profligate and loves to die. He can clearly detect danger every time, but he can't hold back his trouble-making heart.

Yuan Yiqi originally thought that he would be annoyed and disgusted when his private domain was offended in this way, but in fact, he found that his eyes were all focused on the lively figure, and he seldom noticed the spoiled things.

He watched Luo Shiwei jumping up and down with great interest, his eyes flickered unconsciously when he had a bad idea, and the small movements after doing something bad, he would knock on the table to think about how to deal with it, and he would show him an innocent smile, as if be exempted from punishment.

...It's so cute that I can't help but want to bully it.

There was a slight smile in the man's eyes.

When the phone rang, he looked back regretfully, picked up the phone and walked out.

"Director Yuan, we found Dai Wei's whereabouts. As you expected, Yuan Zhao hid her in the small clinic below Shencheng and controlled her!"

"Really?" Yuan Yiqi's expression was light, with a carelessness in control of the overall situation, and he ordered: "First control the original photo, and then bring Dai Wei back. Be careful not to startle the snake before grabbing the original photo."

"I see."

He hung up the phone, slightly curved his lips, and said to himself: "Dai Wei...a role that has lost its value, maybe it can be used to do one last thing."

After he returned to the living room, the young man was nowhere to be seen. Yuan Yiqi glanced at the mess on the bar, and his gray-blue eyes swept across it indifferently, without any emotion.

He walked unhurriedly from the kitchen to the guest room, and finally found the person in the attic.

The attic is a studio that is not used all the year round.

The white cloth draped on the props and painters had long been torn off and thrown on the ground, making the mess very dazzling.

But the young man sitting by the window and painting is in line with Yuan Yiqi's aesthetics.

He holds a pencil in his hand, and draws a beautiful and round arc on the white paper of the easel with moderate strength.There was a rustling sound from the nib of the pen, and the young man's smile rose accordingly, looking extraordinarily beautiful under the orange sunset light.

"What are you drawing, a girl?" Yuan Yiqi walked forward slowly, he leaned slightly and put it on the young man's shoulders, his voice was as gentle as ever, with just the right intimacy, and commented:

"The line drawing is very simple, and the proportions of the human body can be adjusted. Yes, this kind of skill has reached maturity. I never knew you could sketch before."

After he finished speaking the last sentence, the atmosphere in the studio suddenly fell silent.

Luo Shiwei paused while holding the pen, and looked back subconsciously. His eyes widened and he met the man's eyes.

Respiratory arrest.

There was a smile on Yuan Yiqi's elegant face, and those gray-blue eyes stared deeply at him, exploring, sizing up, and having the evil taste of driving the prey to a corner to watch him struggle to the death.

[The original body never knew how to draw. 】The system said.

What's more, Luo Zhiwei's skill is not a novice at first glance, it is difficult to prevaricate with just learning it.

Apparently he exposed a little more.

Yuan Yiqi was still waiting for his answer, listening to his explanation, watching him dying.

Luo Zhi was silent for a moment.

Suddenly, he looked at the man and laughed, struggling, why is he struggling?

Luo Shiwei leaned forward, facing the man, but only a centimeter away, and even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly, his eyes moved nimbly, his smile brightened, and he said:

"Director Yuan is only curious about when I learned to sketch? And why the original family I told is different from what you can't find out; why I left your chess game, a person who should have been tempted by Gu Yu as a prisoner of desire , but desperate to save Yue Qiao who he should be jealous of and hate?"

"Even, why do I know that you hide so many ideas and methods in the dark, aren't you curious?"

In one breath, he exposed too much.

After finishing speaking, Luo Shiwei stared at Yuan Yiqi closely, not letting go of any of his subtle expressions.

It's a pity that this big boss is really scary. Even if he has said this, the man's eyes are only slightly twinkling, and his expression is still unfathomable.

Yuan Yiqi looked at him calmly, did not refute, and even asked cooperatively: "Oh? Then the variables in my chess game, would you like to tell me why?"

"I don't want to."

Luo Shiwei said sincerely: "Whether you can find out the truth depends on your own ability, but what makes me proud is that I finally beat you by one step."

He looked at Yuan Yiqi, his smile became brighter and brighter, his tone was very light, but every word was very clear, with the certainty of winning, he said:

"I found a very interesting thing. You can expose me but hide it. Obviously I have done so many things that violate the rules and even destroy your plan. Although you punished me, you still chose to keep me. ;

What's more, Gu Yu, an important piece on your chessboard, hurt me, and it made you so angry that you gave up this piece. All this is due to the fact that I am your most valued artwork. Do you want to explain it that way? "

Under the gaze of Yuan Yiqi's deep blue eyes, he broke through everything arrogantly and sharply: "Yes, these can all be explained by your artistic creation, so when Yue Qiao left bite marks on me, why did you behave? So what about being jealous? Even overwriting the past with a new marker.

If the tattoo is just for a better, more realistic filming, then why would you suddenly cut the tattoo scene after it's done? "

Luo Shiwei had thought for a long time why he wanted to delete it, and when the system gave a prompt, he suddenly understood.

He was so fearless about Yuan Yiqi's cold eyes that contained killing intent, he even raised his head, and put a kiss on the man's tight chin, as soft as a feather, even with a sense of charity, contempt, The arrogance of a winner.

Luo Zhiwei giggled, and said lightly, "Director Yuan, I know the reason for all this, let me tell you."

"You have a tolerance for the original family I made up because we resonate with each other. Even though you appear calm on the surface, in fact you still have aversion to that deformed family that cheated.

They don't have the ability to control you to become an extreme artist, but they can disgust your heart that is particularly persistent in perfection.

You loathe this deformed family that has ruined your perfection, so when I tell about my family, you have a strange feeling, this is the first time you put up with me... Ugh! "

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his neck being strangled by the man's cold and powerful hands. Luo Shiwei was forced to lean back and fell on top of the painter.

The man bullied him, enveloped him in it, slowly tightened his big hands, staring at him with those cold gray-blue eyes, looking at Luo Shiwei's dying and pale face, he unhurriedly made a smile , he chuckled and said, "That's right, it's not just a dog jumping over a wall in a hurry, but a little white rabbit will bite people when it's in a hurry, and it's very painful."

Luo Shiwei couldn't breathe anymore, but he still laughed wildly from his throat, "Director Yuan...cough...Director Yuan, you seem to have been irritated by me."

For the first time, seeing Yuan Yiqi's irritated appearance was so real, and it was thousands of times more beautiful than his falsely disguised gentleness like jade.

"Yeah, you little bastard," Yuan Yiqi sighed, without losing his composure, and without denying his anger, he said helplessly, "But you've exposed all of this, and it's completely useless for me to tolerate you That's why, baby."

The word "baby" is so gentle and tender, he tightened his strength to kill Luo Shiwei, but it was so cruel and merciless.

He was really moved to kill.

Luo Shiwei felt that his brain was running out of oxygen.

His lips began to turn white, his breathing was intermittent, and his whole body was convulsing weakly, but with the last bit of strength, he said hurriedly and hoarsely: "

It doesn't matter...Yuan...Yuangou, if you kill me, I also win. "

"Yuan Yiqi, it's the first time I... saw you so cowardly, you fell in love with me... Ha... Hahaha..."

When he was on the verge of death, the young man laughed so wildly and complacently, like a lunatic who lost his mind, he was extremely happy in his madness.

Luo Shiwei at this moment is almost a replica of Yuan Yiqi.

A work of art approaching maturity, already capable of biting its creator.

Yuan Yiqi watched coldly, and at the last moment when the young man was about to close his eyes, he slowly let go.

Luo Shi fell weakly on the easel.

He was panting heavily, sucking in the air greedily and vigorously, his pale lips had no trace of blood, but his cheeks were flushed with excitement, like a flower of death that was blooming to the point of decay.

Yuan Yiqi raised his hand, gently touched the chin that had been kissed, smiled lowly, the meaning was unclear and elusive, and he said, "Do you think... I'm in love with you?"

Luo Zhiwei's voice was already hoarse, but his momentum was not weak at all.

He looked at Yuan Yiqi, with the pride of a winner, and said, "Are you still denying it? Yuan Yiqi, you hate the father who made your life appear imperfect, but in fact you still inherited his blood , you made the same mistake as him.

When you are pursuing the ultimate art, you crossed that boundary, and you have a desire for exclusivity, even love, for your artwork. You fall in love with the artwork you created.

It turned out that you broke the rules you made yourself. "

"You've crossed the line."

Sitting on the ground, he could only look up at the mysterious man, but smiled very happily, not showing any weakness at all. Luo Zhiwei said, "Look, you should have killed me so that no future troubles would ever arise, but because You are tempted, you have embarked on a path of deviation, so you are still reluctant to kill me after all, which means..."

"Sooner or later, you will die in my hands."

"is that so."

Yuan Yiqi bent down, and he stroked the bright red mark on the young man's white neck, but with a light touch, the young man trembled and shrank back unconsciously, this was the instinct of fear.

It was his imprint on Luo Shiwei's soul.

At this moment, his soul trembled with excitement.

It is no longer a one-sided crushing game. When he realizes how different this person is, and keeps him by his side, it is like dancing with the tip of a knife, and every step has the stimulation of smashing his body to pieces.

how interesting...

The corners of the man's lips were raised, but his cold smile seemed pleasant. He seemed to have regained his complete composure, and said, "Having an exclusive desire for works of art should indeed be out of bounds. Your reminder is very important, but ..."

He embraced the trembling young man, put a soft and intimate kiss on Luo Shiwei's lips, and murmured: "Since I keep you, I naturally have the confidence to control you, my dear work of art."